Drugged Coffee

On the weekend, Qu Xiao rushed out of the house and hailed a taxi to rush to the city.

She could not hide her excitement and nervousness and repeatedly confirmed the address message she received.

A well-known neurologist overseas saw Qu Xiao's message and took the initiative to contact Qu Xiao, asking her to meet with him, hoping to learn more about Shang Yan's condition as he had decided that he wanted to help him.

Half an hour earlier than the agreed time, Qu Xiao rushed to the coffee shop and saw a blonde middle-aged foreign man by the window.

He was chewing on half a cigarette, looking out of the window with a slightly anxious expression. Occasionally, he tapped the edge of the coffee cup with his fingers.

A waiter reminded him that smoking was prohibited in the shop, and he resentfully put out his cigarette.

He looked at his phone screen from time to time as if he was waiting for someone.

Qu Xiao thought it was weird, and could not help but slow down. When she was about to reach the table, the foreign man looked up and saw her. He stood up in an exceptionally gentlemanly manner and reached out to hold Qu Xiao's fingertip, speaking in fluent Chinese, "Hello, are you Mrs. Qu?"

"Hello, are you Dr. Juttman?"

The foreign man sat in the opposite booth and nodded. He ordered a cup of sweet hot chocolate for Qu Xiao. "Nice to meet you."

Qu Xiao looked around and quietly used her phone to search for information about Dr. Juttman. She then compared the information to the man in front of her, and it seemed that he was indeed the neurologist Dr. Juttman.

She slightly let down her guard and greeted him. "I didn't expect your Chinese to be so good."

Juttman waved his hand. His blue eyes revealed a look of amazement as he sized up Qu Xiao.

He even took the opportunity to pass her coffee and tried to touch Qu Xiao's hand and body.

Disgust flashed across Qu Xiao's eyes, but then she remembered that his medical skills were superb. She could only suppress her disgust and talk to him.

"I've shown you the patient's relevant diagnosis and treatment records, such as his current condition. What kind of recovery plan do you have in mind?"

Qu Xiao asked tentatively. Juttman touched his nose with the tip of his finger. His eyes flickered as he answered, "Mrs. Qu, don't worry. I've helped many patients with hemiplegia regain their ability to walk overseas."

"You don't have to worry about Mr. Shang's condition at all."

Wait!

Qu Xiao's pupils constricted. She looked at the man sitting across from her with a scrutinizing gaze.

She was almost certain in an instant that this so-called Dr. Juttman's identity was fake. He was deliberately trying getting close to her!

When Qu Xiao was communicating with the doctor online, she kept Shang Yan's identity a secret, to prevent unnecessary trouble. The medical records she shared with Dr. Juttman also did not include Shang Yan's name.

There was no way Juttman knew Shang Yan's name, let alone say it so naturally.

Unless someone secretly hired him and told Shang Yan's condition to him in advance.

Qu Xiao narrowed her eyes. Her fingers were fastened on the pattern of her handbag. She did not make a sound. She quickly processed the current situation, and then pretended not to notice as she continued chatting with Juttman to get information from him.

She wanted to see which idiot was behind this!

After some time, Qu Xiao stood up apologetically and said that she had to go to the bathroom. She left her handbag on her seat and turned around to leave.

Qu Xiao did not go far. She only went around to the back of the decorated column and silently observed Juttman's movements.

As expected, Juttman took out powder wrapped in paper from his chest pocket. He looked around vigilantly and secretly sprinkled the powder into Qu Xiao's cup. He stirred it gently with a teaspoon until the powder dissolved in the liquid.

Qu Xiao raised the corner of her lips in a mocking and teasing arc. Did they really have to think of such despicable tricks?

Ten minutes later, Qu Xiao came back, picked up the coffee cup and took a small sip.

Juttman's sharp eyes stared at her. Seeing that she was swallowing, he instantly relaxed and leaned against the back of the sofa in the booth.

"Mrs. Qu, I'm staying at the business hotel in front. I just remembered that there are some rehabilitation treatment plans stored in my computer that are very compatible with Mr. Shang's condition. Perhaps it will be helpful for our research."

"Would it be convenient for you to go with me to take a look? It won't take too long."

Qu Xiao was a little tired as she pressed her forehead. She wanted to decline, "Sorry, I'm not feeling too well. How about another day...?"

"I have a flight back home tomorrow. My schedule is very tight."

Juttman urged her in a hurried tone, "I flew all the way here to meet you because you are very sincere. I didn't expect you to reject doing further research together. I may have to reconsider whether I want to help Mr. Shang in his rehabilitation treatment!"

A hint of mockery flashed across Qu Xiao's eyes. She shook her body as she stood up and tugged at his elbow. "Don't misunderstand. I'll go to the hotel with you."